| Escape the lethal teeth of faith
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| This snarling mouth that bleeds words of this darkness
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| A binding obsession for the last grasp of air
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| Procession in plagued blood below this horizon
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| Embrace this stain of undivine
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| Torture of sickness in consumed
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| Helpless in offering of this confession
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| Kiss of this lifeless transfer
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| Escape these rites of the sky
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| These torn wings of the defied
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| Force this silent murder of spoken praise
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| Beneath the regions of cold and flame
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| Birthed from cold blood
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| Symbolism of tainted thought in blood filled eyes
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| Sinister laugh of disfigured ideals, these hands were bound by nails
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| My lips are glazed with words of rebirth in praise of death
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| I grasp for air in submergence of my own sin
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| Clinical silence for the seed of disease
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| Prelude to self-divine assassination
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| Breathless in ruin by the force of havoc
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| Crawl with thorns adorned in punishment
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| Hallucinogenic transfer in this precursor to hell
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| The dark god and his desire whisper in transcendence
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| Worship in slave tongue, cold breath of the flame
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| These scorns of reincarnating the black void
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| Rust covered blades of this atonement
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| The modeling of pain for torturers
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| Hell’s architecture of the human mind
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| These hands were once drowned in blood
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| Redeem this desecration
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| Soaring on wings of despise, divine image burns my eyes
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| Sinister hands of restructure, feverish mold cast in flame
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| Bodies descend in sky of death, cruelty of disease shall swallow breath
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| Trial beneath great lake of ice, forsaken lives of sin in sacrifice
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| I give into the embrace of agony
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| I am sinless within my own sin
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| Accommodate this pain to preserve myself
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| I must bleed my own infection of the light
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| These burning wings of failure for this helpless prayer savior
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| This breath of sulfur before death in altered divinity of wrath
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| Legion in mirror like creation, carrier of the great plague
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| Kneel for this final redemption, failing in countless sick prayers
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| The hand of war raised from the blood of the fallen angels
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| This skinned god of empty souls birthing disorder
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| An altar of suicide in this timeless torment
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| Current of life lost swallows me, inhaling my breath |